Mo'Nique is so full of love. I've been describing her as the tree in 'Pocahontas. ' She's so wise and loving. She is just everything.
A man may commit sin and yet be ignorant of it, and fancy himself innocent when he is guilty. . . We shall do well to remember that when we make our own miserably imperfect knowledge and consciousness the measure of our sinfulness, we are on very dangerous ground.